Chapter 53

Just as the black robed female mage thought, kukas did bear the violent power brought by the wild cow grass. Finally, when the medicine effect was over, there were no other side effects except that his body increased by about a punch height and his muscles were a little stronger.

"I think I burst into a fight." kukas, who stopped crying, felt a trace of heat coming out of his bone marrow, muscles and blood, then automatically drilled towards the location of his head, and finally hovered in a place and gathered there.

"Come on! What are you waiting for? Open up your fighting space immediately. Damn it, do you want to become an idiot?" the black haired Knight shouted at the sound of the speech. He pushed kukas, entered and put it in as fast as possible, and then waited carefully. The black robed female mage also followed, quietly waiting for kukas to open up a fighting space.

"If I fail, kill me." kukas sat by the fireplace and looked seriously at the black haired knight. In fact, he already knew that if he failed to open up a fighting space, he could not become a professional all his life, or he could directly become an idiot.

Kukas shivered at the thought that he might become an idiot and squat in a dark corner with dementia on his face.

The black robed female mage couldn't help rolling her eyes. She didn't take kukas's worry to heart. In her understanding, except for the caster, any professional who fails in promotion will at most lose his strength and become an ordinary person, rather than an idiot like the caster. According to the statistics of some scholars, the probability of ordinary professionals becoming idiots after promotion failure is only one in a million or even less.

"If you fail, I'll make you into a flesh and blood puppet and then serve as my guard." the black robed female mage urged aside: "hurry to build your fighting space. Damn it, don't delay time. You know that the sooner you build your fighting space, the greater your chance of success."

"Do you remember those sketching secrets?" the black haired Knight looked at kukas nervously.

"Remember, I will succeed," said the black robed female mage, and kukas's mood immediately changed. He stopped thinking about his failure, because he told himself that he must succeed.

Sitting in front of the fireplace, he immersed his whole mind in his own mind through a special secret method. At this time, in the gray void in his mind, there was a large amount of light gathering and winding together. These lights twisted and twined, but they were the fighting spirit just generated in kukas.

Kukas's mind carefully wrapped around these still increasing fighting light, and then after stabilizing his mind, he began to outline his fighting space.

The outline of this fighting space is actually very simple. You only need to split and integrate these fighting spaces to form a closed container. Some people condense into a palace, others condense into a monster. In short, you can do it as long as you can imagine. Of course, the losers are not among them.

Under the guidance of kukas' mind, 108 small lights split out of these fighting lights. They spread around. After hundreds of feet in this gray void, they stopped and split into two parts; Some spread upward, some spread downward, and finally formed a huge ball.

After the hundreds of feet of the ball was generated, kukas mobilized the remaining fighting spirit again and began to outline it with a secret method.

The fighting light was forced by his mind to form silk threads, and then began to weave around the ball. Until the whole ball is wrapped.

After weaving the ball, kukas began to mobilize those fighting lights again. He used these fighting lights to build an altar in the center of the ball.

Yes, build the altar and form structures with fighting light.

He first condensed the light into 72 pillars. After arranging these pillars in a certain direction, he condensed chains and tied the beads together with chains. Finally, the bricks are agglomerated and filled into the gap.

The construction of the altar was very slow, and kukasby had to carefully fill the bricks to prevent mistakes, which led to the collapse of the entire altar.

I don't know how long it would take. When the last brick was added to the altar, kukas took a little rest, and then began to mobilize his mind again and began to depict characters and symbols on the altar. These written symbols are used to maintain the altar, so that the altar will not collapse for some reason.

After the last text was carved on it, kukas found that the fighting light was still condensing at this time. After a little thinking, he condensed these fighting light into chains, and then linked them to each corner of the altar, and finally linked them with the huge ball.

The altar has 13 edges and corners, and a total of 26 chains are connected to the round ball around it. However, after completing this work, kukas found that there was still fighting spirit and light condensed here. So much fighting spirit and light condensed, which made him happy.

Because according to the records in books, when people condense the fighting space, they often stop the fighting light generated by themselves after completing this step. Unlike him, they continue to generate fighting light. Just thinking about it for less than a breath, kukas made a new decision.

He condensed those fighting lights again, and then turned them into 13 smaller pillars to stand on the altar. Finally, he began to mobilize those fighting lights and inject them into the newly formed altar.

Nourished by the fighting light, the thirteen pillars on the altar and the altar itself began to absorb. Each time they absorbed a little fighting light, the altar and the whole ball became stronger. Of course, this is the result of kukas' control. He wants to make his fighting space more solid. If he stops his control, the fighting space will begin to expand on the premise of getting a lot of fighting light.

Although the expanded fighting space will be much faster when transforming fighting space in the future, it is not so solid. Kukas strengthened the fighting space in this way. Although the speed of transforming fighting space will slow down in the future, he doesn't have to worry about whether the fighting space can bear it when he uses fighting frequently.

As time went by, the fighting light produced more and more speed. Only relying on the rotation of the altar to strengthen the fighting space can not consume so much fighting light at all.

"Maybe this is the potential I got after taking a lot of Manniu grass and the kind of pills from the military headquarters! Maybe I should try those special secrets. At least now the fighting space has been completed. Even after failure, it is just a little loss, which will not endanger my promotion." looking at the more and more fighting light, kukas was ruthless, Finally made a decision.

As soon as he gritted his teeth and was moved by his mind, he changed the shape of the thirteen columns on the altar, and carved runes on them. Finally, the thirteen pillars changed into thirteen claws directly above.

After the thirteen claws were formed, the number of fighting spirit absorbed by the altar rotation increased again, but it still couldn't catch up with the speed of those fighting spirit rays.

Kukas took a long time to calm his mind. Finally, he mobilized his mind again and began to compress the fighting light.

More and more fighting spirit rays were compressed together. This compression speed was much faster than the rotation and absorption speed of the altar. Finally, after consuming more than half of the fighting spirit rays in the whole space, the compressed fighting spirit contracted fiercely, and then transformed into a milky white flame.

The flame was burning, and the fighting light that had just been born seemed to have been pulled, and went crazy into it. At this time, kukas had to release some of his mind to stop those fighting lights, so as to prevent the newly generated fighting flame from burning too much light, so that he could not carry out the next work.

Controlled the fighting flame and carefully pulled it over the altar, between the thirteen huge claws. Then kukas stabbed his mind into the fighting flame and tore off thirteen smaller flames to fall on the thirteen huge claws.

After these smaller fighting flames fell on their claws, they soared with a bang and changed into the first fighting flame in an instant. But these flames are unreal, as if they would burst at any time. At this time, the first fighting flame condensed by kukas dissipated completely because of division.

The constantly generated fighting light crowded towards the flame on the thirteen claws and put it into it to burn the flame. This time, kukas never stopped.

Looking at the twenty-six chains that spread from the altar, kukas knew that these chains would accelerate the absorption and production of fighting spirit in his fighting space. The thirteen flames burning on the altar will constantly improve the quality of the fighting spirit just generated, make them more refined, and thus have greater power to use.

After the thirteen flames on the altar absorbed enough fighting light and completely stabilized, kukas found that there were still a large number of fighting light born out of thin air. Although he didn't know how long these fighting lights would last, he decided to continue his next move. Of course, before that, he must have a little rest, stabilize and recover his mental consumption.